by Lynn LaFleur
Jake bent down so he could whisper into her ear again. “Do you like what Pat’s doing?”
“Mmm-hmm.”
“Do you want more?”
Amanda nodded her head, then turned her face down. Deciding she was getting used to this threesome idea, Jake unhooked her bra. Without that barrier, he had the freedom to caress her entire back and shoulders while he watched Patrick’s fingers dip beneath the hem of her shorts again.
Jake moved his hands around to Amanda’s sides, until he could touch the outer curves of her breasts. Wanting his hands more slippery for what he planned next, Jake picked up the plastic bottle and poured additional oil into his palm. Once his hands were slick, he slid them beneath Amanda. She lifted her torso slightly, enough so he could cup both breasts and feel her hard nipples in the center of his palms.
Jake loved everything about his wife’s body, but especially her breasts. He loved the satiny feel of the skin, the way the areolas puckered when she began to get aroused, the dark pink color of her nipples. He loved that they were so full and firm, and so responsive. He only had to touch Amanda with a fingertip for her breathing to deepen, and she became aroused quickly when he licked and sucked on her nipples.
So did he. He wished he had one in his mouth right now.
Shifting his attention back to his cousin, he watched Patrick tug on the waistband of Amanda’s shorts. “Lift your hips, Amanda,” Patrick said softly. She obeyed. He slid her shorts down her legs and tossed them on top of her T-shirt. For a moment, he sat back on his heels and stared at her. Jake couldn’t blame him. Amanda had an incredible ass…firm and toned from faithful walking, and tan from lying outside in the nude. She took full advantage of their private backyard whenever possible to sunbathe. The result left her entire body golden.
Patrick looked at Jake and mouthed the word, “Wow.”
Jake grinned.
Picking up the bottle of oil, Patrick also poured more into his palm. He began a slow, circular motion over her ass, liberally applying the oil to her skin. Amanda shifted and spread her legs a bit more. Patrick slid his thumbs in the cleft between her buttocks. Jake couldn’t see exactly where Patrick was touching her, although the pounding of her heart beneath his palm gave him a good idea. Her back rose and fell with her deep breathing, evidence that she was becoming very aroused.
That’s exactly what he wanted.
A whimper came from deep in her throat. She rose up to her elbows, giving him more room to caress her breasts. He increased the pressure, adding a gentle tug on her nipples with thumbs and forefingers when she arched her back. Patrick slipped his left hand underneath the elastic of her thong, then moved forward to between her thighs. Jake could see his hand moving, increasing in speed little by little. Amanda’s hips began to undulate, her breathing became more choppy. A moment later, her body shuddered from her climax.
Chapter Five
Amanda lay still as the final tremors shook her body. The orgasm had taken her completely by surprise, galloping through her before she even realized it was building.
Jake hadn’t been her first lover, but Amanda hadn’t learned how to relax and truly enjoy lovemaking until she became involved with her husband. He’d helped her learn her own body, touched her in ways no one else ever had, until she always found satisfaction in his arms.
Waiting for her heart to stop pounding gave Amanda time to reflect on what had just happened with Patrick. Reaching an orgasm so quickly surprised her, until she realized Patrick had known exactly how to touch her to give her that staggering climax. The teasing glance of his fingertips, the slow build-up of that contact until she was writhing to get closer to it, was exactly what Jake did.
Apparently, setting up this whole scenario wasn’t the only thing the two cousins had discussed.
Once her blood stopped rushing through her veins, she realized that Jake’s hands were back on her shoulders and Patrick was massaging her feet again. A gal could get spoiled by all this pampering. Not having any idea what else these two had planned, Amanda decided to lie still and wait for what happened next.
“How do you feel?” Jake whispered in her ear.
“Weak. Limp. Spoiled.”
“You aren’t going to fall asleep, are you?”
“Sleep isn’t even an option right now.” She raised up on one elbow and looked at Jake’s crotch. His zipper looked as if it would pop open at any moment. “You certainly don’t look the least bit sleepy.”
Jake chuckled. “No, I’m definitely not sleepy.”
Amanda rolled to her side and glanced at the large bulge in Patrick’s cutoffs. “I assume you’re not sleepy either.”
“Not hardly.”
“So, what’s next, guys?”
“What do you want to be next?” Patrick asked.
She looked from Patrick to her husband and back to Patrick. She wanted everything…kisses, caresses, licking, sucking, and hard cocks inside her. Since they had gone to the trouble of planning all this as a birthday gift to her, it would be terribly rude if she didn’t enjoy it to the fullest. “I want to see more skin. Y’all are wearing way too many clothes.”
Jake rose first. He unfastened his cutoffs and pushed them to the floor. She’d suspected he wasn’t wearing any underwear.
She was right.
Amanda stared at the perfect form of her husband. He had the most incredible body: broad shoulders, muscled arms, a flat, firm stomach, strong legs, and a cock so hard and erect, it practically lay against his belly.
A movement from her left drew her attention to Patrick. He, too, rose and let his cutoffs fall to the floor.
“Damn,” she muttered.
Amanda sat up and removed her bra. Rising to her knees, she watched Patrick move to stand next to his cousin. Not sure what to do first, she simply looked. The two men favored each other so much, but them being nude let her see the subtle differences in their bodies. Patrick was huskier than Jake, his shoulders, chest and hips broader, his thighs heavier. Jake had more hair on his chest, but less on his stomach. Jake’s cock was thicker, Patrick’s longer.
One thing they had in common—they both had lust in their eyes, as if they would pounce on her at any moment.
That worked for her.
Enjoying the sight of two handsome, aroused men was definitely fun, but she wanted more, a lot more. Glancing over her shoulder, she located the bottle of oil on the coffee table. That would do for a start.
She picked up the bottle and poured a generous amount in her palm. She replaced the bottle on the table, then rubbed her palms together to distribute the oil to her hands. After looking directly into both men’s eyes, she wrapped her hands around their cocks.
Her oiled hands slid easily over satiny skin. Amanda caressed the plum-shaped heads, the hard shafts, the tight scrotums. When she reached their groins, she started over again…slowly, so slowly, enjoying every impressive inch of their cocks. She’d always loved touching Jake like this, especially rubbing her thumb over the head because she knew it made him crazy. She did so now, and heard him moan.
Wondering if Patrick was as responsive as Jake, she rubbed her thumb all over the head of his cock. He thrust his hips forward and a similar moan passed his lips.
Apparently Patrick was just as sensitive as his cousin.
The sound of their breathing grew heavier, deeper. Amanda looked up into Patrick’s face. His gaze was focused on her breasts. A delicious thrill zipped through her body at the thought of his mouth on her nipples. His gaze shifted to her hand on him, then to her face. He ran his tongue over his bottom lip. Amanda took that as his silent assurance that his thoughts mirrored hers.
She looked at her husband’s face. His eyes were dark, his cheeks flushed, his neck and chest shiny from perspiration. She could tell by the subtle shifting of his hips that he was close to a climax. Squeezing him tighter, she increased the speed of her caress.
Jake grabbed her wrist. “Mandy, stop.”
“Why?”
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bsp; “You know why. I’m about to come.”
“That makes two of us,” Patrick said.
“This evening is supposed to be what you want, not us.”
“I do want this.” She let her fingers glide up and down the length of their cocks while she gripped them tightly. “I’ve had an orgasm. It’s only fair that y’all do too.”
“Mandy… Aw, shit.”
Jake widened his stance and bent his knees. Amanda felt his cock jerk in her hand and pulled it lower. Warm semen hit her right breast. She heard him growl deep in his throat as he ejaculated again. Wanting to extend his pleasure as long as possible, she kept caressing him, running her hand up and down his shaft until every drop had been expended.
No sooner had Jake’s orgasm ended than Patrick’s began. Amanda watched as his semen splashed on her left breast. She milked his cock the same way she had Jake’s until she was sure his climax had ended.
Both men wilted to the floor. Amanda chuckled when Patrick sat down with a hard thump. Jake dropped to his knees, his breathing hard and erratic. He closed his eyes for a moment before gazing at her breasts.
“You’re pretty messy, Mandy.”
Amanda touched one of the spots on her skin. “Yeah, I am.” Scooting across the floor, she drew two tissues out of the box on the end table and began to wipe off her breasts.
“Want some help with that, Amanda?” Patrick asked, his voice husky.
Amanda stilled and looked at Patrick. He sat with one leg straight, the other bent so his foot rested on the floor, watching the movements of her hands. His position let her clearly see his relaxed-but-nowhere-near-soft cock. Jake had amazing recuperative powers. Patrick must possess the same trait.
Amanda loved that trait.
She had already cleaned most of the semen from her breasts, but if the guys wanted to help her, she wouldn’t turn them down. Dropping the soiled tissues on the table, she took two more out of the box and scooted back across the floor. She held up one tissue to each man. “Please.”
Jake took a tissue and began gently wiping her right breast. Patrick took a tissue also. He glanced at it, then let it fall to the floor without using it. Leaning forward, he fastened his mouth over her left nipple.
“Oh, God.” Amanda rested her hands on the floor behind her and arched her back. Patrick opened his lips wider, enveloping the entire areola in his warm mouth. He suckled gently while swiping his tongue across the nipple. Amanda moaned, then gasped softly when Jake licked her right nipple. She looked at her husband. A devilish gleam lit his eyes.
“I can’t let Pat have all the fun.”
“No, you certainly can’t,” she said as she pulled Jake’s mouth closer to her breast.
Amanda closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and enjoyed the sensations zinging from her breasts to her womb. Each tug on her nipples made her clitoris throb. Each lick made her breath catch. The feeling was so intense, she wondered if it were possible for a woman to climax from having her nipples sucked.
Jake lifted his mouth from her breast and kissed her deeply. His tongue dove into her mouth over and over, making her head spin and leaving her weak with desire. “Lie back, Mandy.”
Gladly doing as Jake instructed, Amanda lay back on the quilt. Patrick followed her. She didn’t have the chance to react before he covered her mouth with his own in a drugging kiss.
She’d kissed no other man in over four years. The kiss seemed more personal, more private, than his mouth on her breast or his hand between her thighs. She tensed at first, then relaxed as his tongue swept across her lower lip. His lips tantalized, then coaxed a response from her. Amanda loved kissing, and Patrick definitely knew how to kiss. His technique was different from Jake’s, but no less arousing. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she returned his kiss with all the passion he gave her.
Amanda ran her fingers over Patrick’s head and touched the elastic band holding his hair in a ponytail. She tugged it loose. His long hair fell around her head, enclosing them in a private cocoon.
The feel of her husband’s lips against her mound made Amanda moan into Patrick’s mouth. Jake kissed her there again before peeling off her thong. He spread her legs and kissed the inside of each knee. His kisses traveled up her legs at an unhurried pace, one and then the other, until he touched her clitoris with the tip of his tongue.
Amanda pushed Patrick away so she could gulp oxygen into her lungs. She’d forgotten to breathe while concentrating on what Jake was doing. She inhaled sharply when he spread the feminine lips with his fingers and slowly licked her. Propping her feet on the floor, she opened her legs wide, silently encouraging him to continue.
Jake blew on her clitoris at the same time that Patrick fastened his mouth over the tip of her left breast again. The dual stimulation made her whimper. Patrick laid his hand on her right breast, his fingertips lightly brushing the nipple. Jake’s mouth became bolder. Closing her eyes, Amanda lifted her hips in time to her husband’s licks. When he took her clitoris between his lips and suckled gently, she came apart. She stretched her arms over her head and gave herself up to the sensations zipping through her body.
When Amanda opened her eyes, she saw a very large, very hard cock inches from her mouth.
“Suck me, Mandy,” Jake growled.
She was only too happy to comply.
Jake knelt on the floor, his legs spread. Amanda rolled to her stomach and took his cock in her mouth. Sliding her hand between his legs, she caressed his scrotum and perineum while she sucked him. She loved the intimacy of oral sex, both giving and receiving. Knowing how much Jake enjoyed the giving and receiving too made it even more special to her.
She jerked when Patrick lightly bit her bottom. She sighed when he caressed that bite with his tongue, and moaned when he slid his tongue between her buttocks. He licked her from anus to clitoris and back again…once, twice, three times.
Two intense orgasms should’ve been enough for Amanda. Rarely did she have three when she and Jake made love. This was different. Her body was so hot, her hormones in a frenzy. She had two men wanting to pleasure her, so she saw no reason why she shouldn’t be greedy and take everything they had to offer.
She spread her legs and lifted her hips.
Jake’s cock seemed to grow in her mouth. She knew he couldn’t see exactly what Patrick was doing to her, but he must have a good idea. It had to be affecting him almost as much as her. He began moving his hips, pumping his cock in and out of her mouth. Amanda opened her mouth wider and relaxed her throat so she could take all of him.
“Oh, yeah,” Jake muttered. “God, that feels good, babe.”
“Good” didn’t even come close to describing how Amanda felt. “Frenzied” was more like it…especially when Patrick’s tongue circled around her anus, then darted inside. His murmur of pleasure vibrated against the sensitive tissue. His tongue became more frantic, the thrusts deeper inside her ass as his thumb circled her clitoris.
It couldn’t happen. Another orgasm couldn’t possibly build so quickly.
She was wrong. The climax washed over her in waves, making her heart pound and leaving her as weak as a newborn kitten.
Jake’s cock popped out of her mouth as Amanda lowered her head to the floor and panted for breath. She only had a second to think about her need for air before Patrick jammed his cock into her pussy. He held her hips tightly while he thrust hard and fast, his groin slapping against her buttocks. It felt so good, but she needed more. Raising her head, she found Jake’s glistening cock close to her lips. She latched onto it and sucked it as far into her mouth as she could.
“God, babe.” Jake cupped her head and started pumping his hips again. “Yeah, just like that. Take it all.”
Jake’s semen hit the back of her throat. Patrick dug his fingers into her hips and cursed softly. Knowing both men were coming at the same time sent Amanda over the top again. She greedily swallowed Jake’s semen as another orgasm rushed through her body.
Chapter Six
> It should’ve been enough. Jake knew it should’ve been enough.
It wasn’t.
Watching his cousin touch his wife, lick her, fuck her, did something to him that he’d never experienced…something almost animalistic. Thinking about Patrick being with Amanda had been exciting, a taste of the forbidden, a fantasy. The real thing had been raw, earthy, beyond anything sexual he’d ever experienced.
Earth-shattering.
He loved sex with his wife. Making love with Amanda was always amazing. Tonight, it went beyond amazing.
Jake looked down at his wife. She lay on her stomach, her cheek resting on his thigh, her eyes closed. The candlelight reflected off her sweat-glazed skin. She had to be exhausted. So should he, yet he wasn’t. He wanted her again.
He looked at his cousin. Patrick was still on his knees between Amanda’s spread legs. His chest rose and fell rapidly from his heavy breathing, his skin was bathed in sweat. He stared at her pussy as if he were starving and it was a steak dinner.
Patrick raised his head and gazed at Jake. The wild look in Patrick’s eyes told Jake that his cousin wasn’t finished either.
Jake and Patrick had already discussed in detail everything they planned to do tonight, so Jake knew what came next. He reached for the pillow on the floor behind him and slipped it under Amanda’s cheek. Picking up the bottle of massage oil, he moved over next to Patrick. “Want this?” he asked.
“Yeah.” Patrick took the bottle and tipped it upside down, allowing a thin stream of oil to flow between her buttocks.
Amanda shifted when the oil touched her. “No way, guys. I’m pooped.”
Jake scooped some of the oil on his fingertips and spread it over her buttocks. “It’s still your birthday. Pat and I want to draw out your present for awhile longer.”
“Jake—”
“Just lie still, Mandy, and let us play a little.”